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The Joy of Reconnecting

My footsteps were a complex mix of bouncy and hesitant as I entered the room. I was about to see my early childhood bestie for the first time in 40+ years. Part of me...

A Storied Life

With a glint in her eye and a giggle in her voice, my 93-year-old Mom began: “Well, when I was four or five years old, we lived in Cynthiana. I walked into our garage,...

Cheers, Jeers and Cultivating Relationships

I jump back out of bed and do a few laps around our second floor before I go to sleep, just to get a few extra steps in. Once again, I’m dead last in...

Cultivate

As long ago as I can remember, my dad had a love of cultivating flowers and plants. In addition to being a minister, in essence “cultivating the souls” of those around him, Dad became...

On A Dreary Night in April…Angels

The lights on the dashboard began to dim as one-by-one the emergency indicators lit up. As we pulled onto the nearest exit ramp, the truck died completely. We were amazingly able to roll across...

Align

Tha-thump, tha-thump, tha-thump. Once again, the noise near the rear of my car reminds me that I need to get it to a mechanic. Ever since that deer stepped out in front of our...

There’s a Whole Latte “Self-Care” Going On!

After glancing at the third cheery snapshot of friends’ double-caramel triple whipped cream venti mochas on social media one day, under the heading of “self-care,” I decided to delve into the question that has...

Shift

As my grandson climbed the hill on his new bike, his parents instructed him on the best way to make the climb a little bit easier. His shiny new wheels now had the ability...